Why should they?
And yet I hear Josephine ask, for the discussion is uppermost in our
thoughts at the moment:
"Do you wish Winona to become a second Miss Jacket?"
Let me explain that Miss Jacket, Miss Cora Jacket, M.D., lives opposite
to us, and has for some months been a serious menace to the happiness
of Josephine, in that my wife declares that the wretch is poisoning our
Winona's mind. The charge startled me seriously when it was broached,
but I have been trying to consider dispassionately whether the injury
likely to be worked will be greater than that consequent upon a
continuous fare of mushrooms with rich gray gravy and flirtation.
Winona and Miss Cora Jacket, M.D., are certainly thicker than thieves;
hence a pardonable lurking suspicion in Josephine's mind that the older
woman is seeking to induce the beauty of our family to study medicine.
Dr. Jacket must be thirty--just about the age of my sister-in-law. To
me she appears to be a trig, energetic little woman, rather pretty and
rather well dressed, and though she seems intelligent there is nothing
especially frigid or forbidding in her eye. Its intellectuality is not
forced upon one. I have found her so attractive that I ventured to
insinuate, by way of answer to my wife's expostulation, that Winona
might do much worse than model herself on Miss Cora Jacket, M.
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